The world is spinning, the crows here are a'cursing.
Sky's dark, the lights dim to focus on you darling.
I'm sittin' here, gun's loaded for a killing.
Yet here you are, on My lap we do be inking.I look below your waist to see your gun's ready.
Our eyes locked, our lust is startin' to get fiery.
Passion filled with heat, but our love is just a theory.
Committed blasphemy, before our first and final calamity.Guns out, six shots are a'shooting.
New wounds and scars, clothes torn, sights are bloody.
A show of grace, they fought like they were dancing.
From the gunshots and cries, born was their 9th symphony.We started off right, now we're dyin' in a fight.
Surely there's a bother in our minds or are we choosing to stay blind?
Lustful for our blood, will death be our final sight?
Heaven says otherwise and stole the last thing we tried to findRemember about mistakes, forget about kindness
Flaws existed, but goody two shoes no more
Promises made and ones left unbroken are worthless
Every second i spend with you now, feels like a chore
But soulless as we are, actions cannot be judges~~~~~~~~~
Poems by : Grey Wolven, Kevinlaros, Bubbly

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